To run about with no style chasing her around Dundee

Making sense about as much as nonsense is meant to make sense

Sleeping in cause I'm mortified to go outside today

All this time and I have changed so much but sometimes never

Keep in time

All my love I am leaving here because I cannot cope with your man touching you and patronising me

What's his game?

I don't give a toss about what he has to say for himself or anyone for that matter

Keep in time

All this time I'm thinking if I could make you love me

I'd be better this time, swear to God